Of Mental Health Day, I’ve been looking at myself. Hard, way too hard. Then I look back at the world… And you know what? It’s not that great. This is how I’ve kept myself moving forward lately, just by a constant mantra of “They’re not that great”. It’s been a large source of of my mental issues. I tend to give people WAY too much credit & I’m trying to stop doing it.
By the time I started to know my musical stuff pretty well technically, I was too isolated to have any really good content. So, I work on projects with names like M.H.D. – Y’know, the kind of stuff that most people can’t relate to.
No, scratch that. I’M still pretty raw. One more ‘Clean’ weekend to go and then… I dunno what happens. It’s a weird place. There really isn’t any incentive for me to do anything anymore… It’s pretty sad.
So I make up silly make believe reasons just to function… Like I’ll pretend I’m a Cult Leader of the Branch Idjubians. The government has determined that my music is so bad – that it’s dangerous. They have no choice but to take me out, and with extreme prejudice. Full on S.W.A.T. team style… and I’m like ‘Fuck these DOUCHEBAGS!’ – they don’t get it – they’ll NEVER get it.